132 Quick stick it back (2/2)

“It’s just the pulling out of a sword. Is there a need to make it so earth-shattering?” Shi Xiaobai said with a somewhat bitter voice.

Mos, who felt like he had survived an apocalypse, immediately felt monstrous rage and killing intent!

“Do you know what you did?”

Do you know you nearly destroyed the entire “Underworld”?

Mos’ eyes flashed an intense fear from the realization of what had happened and frantic killing intent.

This human who was able to pull out the sealing sword that guarded the Underworld had to die!

However, a familiar voice resounded in his mind which made Mos feel as uncomfortable as having his neck pinched.

This human was not to die yet. He could only die after the master’s game was over.

Mos forced himself to calm down and said coldly to Shi Xiaobai, “Leave this area quickly. This is a forbidden zone!”

Upon hearing this, Shi Xiaobai immediately sighed and said, “To not send people to protect a forbidden zone, This King is not to be blamed for such a thing to happen.”

Shi Xiaobai was feeling a bit creeped out. This “Underworld” was just like a movie film set. Pulling out a sword meant the collapse of the entire set, and furthermore, the sword was so easily pulled out. Yet, there was no one sent here to watch it. The people of the “Underworld” were really slacking. It was doomed sooner or later.

When Mos heard this, his breathing stagnated as he had the strong urge to smack Shi Xiaobai immediately to death. This sword had not been pulled out for thousands of years, so it had been forgotten by people. It was normal for there to be a lack of guards, but Shi Xiaobai’s attitude was extremely irritating!

Mos mentally treated Shi Xiaobai as if he was a dead person. To be able to pull out a sword that held the world together meant that he was an enemy of the entire “Underworld”. If not for Hisith’s insistence on the “game”, Mos would have already diced Shi Xiaobai into pieces.

“Go!” Mos spat out a word coldly once again.

Shi Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and every step he took, he turned back thrice at the black broadsword he had left behind. He could sense the sword crying out to him, and could sense the intense indignation and sadness from the sword.

However, there was no other way.

Bro, saving you would result in the collapse of the world, how can you be saved!?

Shi Xiaobai looked up into the sky. At this moment, the sky had already turned half dark purple and half-gray. There were only two scarlet moons left, and all of this was a result of him pulling out the sword.

After hesitating for a while, Mos flew towards the black broadsword. Although Shi Xiaobai had stuck it back into the ground, only the Heavens knew if he had done so firmly.

Mos gripped the handle with both his hands and used his strength to tug at it, but the sword remained motionless.

Good, it was very firm.

Mos tried using his strength again, but the broadsword remained motionless.

Mos clenched his teeth and used all his strength, but the sword remained immovable like a mountain.

Mos stared and strained every muscle he had, and finally, the broadsword…still did not move.

Mos heaved a sigh of relief. The corner of his mouth suffused a smile as he raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He turned to look at Shi Xiaobai before coldly saying “follow”. With that, he ran forward again.

Shi Xiaobai looked at Mos’ back and was somewhat dumbfounded as his lips twitched.

Fucking retard. This King promises he won’t secretly return to pull the sword, alright? Was there a need to act so realistically in an attempt to deceive This King into thinking that the sword is very firmly in place?

Would This King not know how easy it was to pull the sword out?

Shi Xiaobai turned back to look at the black broadsword before he clenched his teeth to chase up to Mos.